Chapter 167: Chapter 163: Who Says I’m Leaving (Three More) Chapter 167: Chapter 163: Who Says I’m Leaving (Three More) “Who said I want to leave?” Qin Qin said with a smile.
Big Boss Long’s expression darkened, unable to understand what these two were really up to.
At that mont, hundreds of Dragon Tiger Business Guild’s n poured through the gates, all surrounding Qin Qin and Zhao Han.
Seeing this, Big Boss Long let out a cold laugh, “If you know what’s good for you, let go quickly, or my brothers could easily turn you two into sieves with their guns.”
To think that just the two of them would dare to intrude on his territory of the Dragon Tiger Business Guild was laughable.
Qin Qin rely smiled without concern for her and Zhao Han being surrounded by so many; as long as they had Big Boss Long, and knowing he was soone who valued his life, they had no fear for their safety. Life in Jinfeng Country was about risking it all. Since they had decided to act, they had to gamble. Life was a gamble, win and you bask in glory, lose and you leave the stage behind.
Pingzi and the others from the Mo Clan had already infiltrated the Dragon Tiger Business Guild and were lying in ambush all around, waiting for her signal to take down the entire operation. However, she had no imdiate intentions of destroying the Dragon Tiger Business Guild.
While Qin Qin was deep in thought, a series of well-trained voices ca from outside. Then, n in black quickly surrounded the underlings, showcasing the Dragon Tiger Business Guild as nothing more than second-rate. Their forces were formidable, but most were rely hoodlums, frightened to the core.
In the Dragon Tiger Business Guild, only those with status were permitted to carry handguns; the rest were equipped with nothing more than knives and sticks. Of the hundreds of Big Boss Long’s n surrounding Qin Qin, only a few dozen had handguns, and now they were facing over a hundred adversaries ard with submachine guns, making it evident who was superior.
Big Boss Long watched in shock as his n and himself were surrounded, “Who are you people?”
Qin Qin and Zhao Han exchanged glances, a trace of confusion crossing their eyes. Pingzi and the others lying in wait were just as puzzled and held back from taking any action.
As Qin Qin wondered who it could be, a familiar figure walked in from outside—it was Mo Sheng. Striding towards Qin Qin, he respectfully called out, “Miss Qin!”
Qin Qin’s eyes narrowed with confusion as she looked at Mo Sheng, “How did you get here?”
And what’s the deal with this large group of n in black?
“President Mo found out about your situation, so he imdiately sent with over a hundred n to help Miss Qin. Due to other matters, he couldn’t co himself, but he asked that I pass on this ssage,” Mo Sheng replied quietly, his eyes involuntarily shifting to Zhao Han. When President Mo heard that Miss Qin had a man at her side, his mood was naturally not good, and he quickly had Mo Clan’s elites board his private plane and rushed to Chuandu City. The implication was clear to anyone: Miss Qin could rely on Mo Yunchen, not this man.
With a complex expression, Qin Qin stayed silent. How had Mo Yunchen known that she would challenge the Dragon Tiger Business Guild today, and to have Mo Sheng bring so many to assist her?
“The Mo Clan?! You’re people from the Mo Clan?!” Big Boss Long, who had remained silent upon Mo Sheng’s arrival, suddenly changed color, his eyes wide with shock and fear as he looked at Mo Sheng and the group of n with submachine guns, their expressions inscrutable, yet exuding an alarming presence.
The Mo Clan, the largest and most formidable business guild in Yun Country, had been established even before his Dragon Tiger Business Guild but had rapidly beco the most powerful in the country—so much so that nobody dared provoke them. No one knew who founded the Mo Clan. Never did he imagine encountering its mbers, especially on opposing sides. Wasn’t this just seeking death?
He had never expected the owner of the Heavenly dicine Clinic he wanted to provoke to have connections with the Mo Clan. Big Boss Long was filled with regret, but it was too late for regrets now.
Mo Sheng looked at Big Boss Long with a cold sneer. Daring to trouble Miss Qin was asking for death.
Feeling Mo Sheng’s gaze, Big Boss Long broke out in a cold sweat, regretting this decision for the first ti in his over forty years. And this was one regret for which there would be no redy.
“This is a misunderstanding! I had no idea Miss Qin was connected to the Mo Clan; I did not an to offend. Please spare ,” Big Boss Long pleaded, setting aside his boss’s pride and speaking in a subdued tone.
“Spare you? For troubling Miss Qin, you deserve to die!” Mo Sheng said and motioned with his hand. Two n in black stepped forward.
Big Boss Long’s eyes darkened as he reached behind him discreetly. His gun, which had saved his life so many tis over the years, was drawn and aid directly at Qin Qin.
Mo Sheng’s face turned grim as he quickly drew his gun and shot Big Boss Long. At the sa ti, Zhao Han fired his gun too.
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